In the beginning of Twenty-sixteen
it was so hard to find my own Way then
before the coming of all too soon eighteen
with new adult duties, but then again
it offered me new Hope in meeting You.
In dullness of mind and Spirit was I
when You stroked my Soul of indifference
and beckoned for a similar reply,
from which I found in You deliverance
when touched by your classy ivory hue.
Of ups and downs and lows and highs, You taught
the rhythm of my heart to beat in time
with the steady pulse of your wooden lot,
and resounding a truth of Love in chime,
gave me new Harmony in life so true.